Yasmin stepped into the fitting room and changed into the wedding dress.
When she emerged, her long hair was elegantly pinned up, and her red lips were vibrant. It made her look breathtakingly beautiful.
Ivan saw her and was momentarily stunned. His gaze was unwavering as he stared wide-eyed. Then, he caught himself and smiled. "Yasmin, you look stunning."
She gave a slight smile in response, adding to her allure.
Ivan was almost entranced. He picked up a crystal-encrusted tiara from nearby and placed it on her head.
She glanced upward, her eyes sparkling as she stood there in the white wedding dress. She looked absolutely mesmerizing, and Ivan couldn't take his eyes off her.
Meanwhile, Blake watched from across the street with a growing sense of jealousy. The sight of them together made him smirk cynically. Unable to contain himself, he pulled out his phone and called Yasmin.
He didn't want to see them looking so perfect together. It irritated him to no end.
When Yasmin's ph
